Whoosh!
A flash of the blade.
Between the rise and fall of the blade.
A man's upper body soared through the air, blood splattered like an explosion.
The swordsman in black, who took the blade, had a look of utter surprise on his face as he stared blankly at Feng Yin in mid-air. His gaze was filled with shock.
Because he knew what he was wearing!
Royal armor.
Although what he wore was merely the lowest grade, it should have not been cleaved in half so smoothly as if cutting through tofu!
However, he quickly forgot about all of this when he saw Fei Xinyu.
He let out a low roar.
Though he was chopped in half, the sturdy physique and survival instincts of a martial artist kept him alive.
While his body was split open, his upper half flying away, he managed to brace himself against a tree trunk, slightly altering his descent.
That small deviation caused him to land on Fei Xinyu, using his last bit of strength, he bore his teeth fiercely into Fei Xinyu's lips!
